"She must be in here!" The female stated, "This room hasn't been touched since the bifrost was destroyed."
"Oh, Thor. It'll be all right. As soon as we find her we can leave. We won't allow anyone to tarnish Loki's memory." A loud voice boomed.
"Ha! I did not know Loki was so proficient at artistic endeavors. Look Sif, the drawing looks even more beautiful than you in person." Brooke heard a prolific smack. She also felt a sudden pair of eyes on her.
"My lady," said a low and quiet voice with a slight accent that Brooke couldn't place, "you needn't be afraid. We mean you no harm. Please come out of the wardrobe". Brooke peered up at the Asian-looking warrior that had been in the throne room before. He was not smiling, but he didn't have a negative emotion appear anywhere on his features.
"Well! What a beautiful creature!" Another man precipitously appeared, startling Brooke. "You are truly a gorgeous-" His sentence was cut off when Brooke flung herself at him. She had him pinned to the ground and was snarling in his face. She spotted the sabre at his belt and grabbed it, holding it to his throat. She bared her teeth in a manic grin as she drew blood.
"R-restrain her!" He gasped out. Volstagg lifted her up off of the blond man. She didn't persist and went willingly. He placed her on the ground as Sif smiled at her.
"I apologize for his rude behavior. He simply can't restrain himself around women."
"I am sorry for lashing out. I don't-"
"There is no need to apologize. You merely acted defensively against this nuisance." The Asian man stated.
"May we leave now friends? This place is saturated with memories of Loki." The tall blond with long hair pleaded.
"Of course, Thor." The woman said as she took Brooke's hand and pulled her away. Brooke quickly snatched her hand away.
"I am perfectly capable of walking myself." She said simply. They left Loki's chambers and proceeded back to the throne room. Frigga was sitting beside Odin, expecting them.
"We found her in Loki's chambers, father." Thor said. Odin nodded and proceeded to stare down at Brooke. She stared back, her eyes giving off defiance, confusion and anger.
"Do you know why you are here child?" Brooke shook her head.
"You are the lost princess of our world. You are one of us. You are the lost one, Sigyn."
"No." Brooke responded, "I am not. I am a human and I am Brooke. That is the name I have worn since birth, not Sigyn. I have been living in New York City my entire life, and I am sure as Hell no princess. I am a bitch off of the street that someone decided to pity. I resort to any means of violence and am unable to love. I am not royalty, and I am certainly not one of you."
"Do you even know who we are?" Odin asked, his temper rising with her tone.
"You are Odin, king of Asgard. Your wife, Frigga sits beside you. He is your son Thor. Lady Sif and the warriors three are some of the most skilled and impressive warriors in all of Asgard itself."
Odin was stunned speechless with how much knowledge she had. And yet, she still claimed to be a mortal.
"Are you done with me? I want to go back, I have some unfinished business I need to take care of."
"No. You will stay here. You will learn of your true parentage." Odin tapped Gungnir on the floor to tell it was a direct order. Brooke disobeyed.
"I am not staying. I am not one of you, and I need to go. Thank you for the effort."
She turned and sprinted back to where she came from. She came upon Heimdall, who turned to look at her with his yellow eagle-eyes.
"Is there a way to go back to where I came from?"
"You are there already."
"Is there a way to go back to Midgard?" She re-phrased, choosing her words carefully. The gatekeeper shook his head.
Brooke stepped back a few feet and peered over the edge of the bridge thinking. If Loki had gotten to Midgard this way, there was a decent enough chance that she would arrive there too. If not, she didn't care if she ended up dead. So, she jumped.
Heimdall reached to pull her back up, but was too late. Thor and Odin arrived just to see her dive off.
"NO!" They both yelled and were brought back to their memories of when Loki dropped over the edge of the bridge into an abyss.